[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

Seeing that Ryan was not in a good mood, Dick licked off the cream left on Ryan's lips, and was about to get away, but Ryan suddenly reached out and grabbed Dick's clothes.

Immediately afterwards, Ryan took the initiative to pry open Dick's lips. He was menacing, and his teeth hit Dick's lips from time to time. He was inexperienced, like a newborn animal.

Dick was a little helpless.

He had kissed Ryan many times, and Ryan hadn't learned any experience.

But in the past, Ryan was the one to bear. Ryan liked the way Dick treated him gently, so he would only respond lazily and non-aggressively occasionally.

But now Ryan is full of aggression, his actions are full of bad emotions and destructive desires, he is in a very bad mood, all thanks to Hannibal.

So Dick chose to bear it silently, letting Ryan's tongue scrape across his mouth and teeth without tenderness, his lips were pierced by Ryan's canine teeth and there was a sharp pain, Dick didn't even frown.

He just gently patted Ryan's trembling back with his palm, soothing Ryan's emotions.

After a while, Ryan finally let go of the disfigured lips that were slapped by him.

He lowered his head weakly, his forehead pressed against Dick's shoulder, and he held Dick's arm firmly with both hands.

Ryan murmured in an almost hoarse voice: "..I could have saved her...but I didn't..I hesitated. If I had shot earlier...those wouldn't have happened."

Ryan's voice was aggrieved and helpless, with strong self-doubt and self-blame.

Lilian's death was a big blow to Ryan. As a policeman with a strong sense of responsibility, it would indeed affect him.

Dick looked at Ryan who was so frustrated, his brows were furrowed tightly, his handsome face showed undisguised distress, he hugged Ryan, his fingers gently pressed Ryan's protruding and trembling spine.

Dick didn't know how to share Ryan's pain.

But Dick also experienced the powerlessness that Ryan felt. The death of Little Wing and Barbara's serious injury all made him feel strong powerlessness and self-blame.

But Dick had moved on from the past.

Ryan didn't.

All Dick can do is empathize with him.

So Dick also said, "Sorry, sir. If I'd been here earlier, none of this would have happened." You won't be hurt by Hannibal, and you won't blame yourself for Lillian's death.

The moment the words blurted out, Dick was taken aback by his own voice, the obscure, hoarse voice was not like his voice at all.

Hannibal's control over Ryan was successful to some extent, even though Ryan had aroused the consciousness of rebelling against Hannibal at that time, but Hannibal succeeded in destroying Ryan's spirit.

Likewise, Dick blamed himself a little.

If he had been by Ryan's side all the time, all of this would not have happened. He knew that many people were staring at Ryan, but he still left Ryan alone, because he thought those villains would not be in the downtown area. District crime.

Bad guys are bad guys precisely because they're hopeless and fearless.

They don't care about the impact of their actions at all, as long as they can achieve their goals, they will do it.

"No, it has nothing to do with you, Dick." Ryan said frustratedly, "These are all my responsibilities."

"You did what you had to do, what you could do." Dick smiled softly.

He remembered what Alfred had said to him, when Barbara was lying unconscious in a hospital bed with serious injuries, and Dick was in deep self-doubt and self-blame.

"Someone once told me that you should blame yourself for not saving someone, but never stay in the distance or look back, because there are more people waiting for you to save, if you stand still, Then more lives will be lost because they cannot be saved."

Batman should have told Dick this sentence, but Batman couldn't utter such words.

As if comforted by Dick's words, Ryan raised his head and smiled faintly. "The person who can say such a thing must be someone you respect very much, right?"

Thinking of Ah Fu's face that he had seen since he was a child and almost always maintained a decent smile, Dick couldn't help but smile. "Yes, I love him very much, them."

When he mentioned his family, Dick's expression became sincere, and at the same time, a feeling of readyness made him say something that he should have spent more time thinking about.

"Sir, I, I think...I think you'd like to meet my family?"

He wanted to be with Ryan, always.

It will be a matter of time to face Bruce and Ah Fu. Dick believes that Ah Fu will always support and bless his choice, and only Bruce is more sad.

The saddest thing should be whether Ryan would be willing to meet his family.

Meeting parents is not a trivial matter, which basically means that this relationship is not easy to dissipate, they really want to get the blessings of their families, and they are together with the intention of getting married.

Marriage is a big event. They will register their marriage certificate, put on their wedding rings, and swear to everyone that they belong to each other.

Dick was a romantic, and he took marriage very seriously, thinking it was the most important thing in life.

Even Barbara, Dick never mentioned wanting to marry her, although he did imagine what it would be like for him to marry Barbara.

Now that he mentioned to Ryan that he wanted to take him to see his family, it almost meant that he wanted to marry Ryan.

Ryan was also taken aback by Dick's words. In fact, when Dick saved him from Hannibal, the energy collected from Dick was already full, which meant that he could not get energy from Dick. .

The system is also reminding Ryan that he has completed the task and can withdraw from this world.

The reason why he doesn't directly withdraw from this world now is because Ryan wants to make everything reasonable, and he wants to make the final ending.

Therefore, it is impossible for Ryan to have a follow-up development with Dick, let alone get married and meet his parents.

And isn't Dick too unsuspecting?They had only been together for a long time, and he thought about taking Ryan home.

Perhaps it was because Ryan hadn't spoken for too long, Dick said with a nervous tone, a little disappointed: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to, it seems a bit too early to say this now."

Ryan raised his lips, patted Dick on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Can we go when the injury on my hand is healed?"

Maybe he won't be able to wait until the day he recovers from his injury.

After receiving Ryan's affirmative reply, Dick's hanging heart finally let go. He was like a happy puppy being stroked by his master.

Next, Dick only needs to settle Bruce and let him approve of Ryan. In fact, it doesn't matter if Bruce doesn't agree with them being together. Dick asks Bruce's approval only because he wants to get Bruce's blessing.

He's an adult, he can tell what's real and what's not, and he knows what he really wants, and he doesn't care if Ryan is flawed, Ryan is perfect in his eyes.

He wants to marry Ryan, immediately!

He might be able to ask the girls for help.

Thinking of this, Dick couldn't help but curl his lips, and he happily introduced to Ryan the city he had lived in for more than 20 years.

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Hannibal had a great influence on Ryan. Ryan was discharged after lying in the hospital for two days, but he had to spend some time every day going to the hospital for psychological counseling and review.

Dick followed Ryan to the hospital every day. The police chief saw that there were no cases recently, and Dick was the first person who made great contributions to the police department by cracking the Hannibal case, so he just turned a blind eye and let it go. Dick went.

Ryan's psychological counseling in the hospital did not make him feel much better.

At the beginning, Ryan would still maintain a perfunctory smile on his face towards the doctor, but in the end, Ryan would always only have a cold expression and irritable words and actions towards the psychiatrist.

Ryan's expression softened a little only when he faced Dick. Dick's appearance could calm his restless mood, but that was all.

Dick could indeed feel that Ryan was being influenced by Hannibal. On occasional nights when Nightwing didn't need to be dispatched, when Ryan was extremely tired and fell asleep, his body would tremble unconsciously, and a low sob would come out of his throat.

Ryan's fingers would also unconsciously clenched Dick's arm until there were bruises. Every morning, Dick would cover up the marks on his arm that were pinched by Ryan.

Ryan was fearing Hannibal, and he also hated Hannibal. These pressures made Ryan hide the irreversible damage that Hannibal brought him from his childhood and broke out again.

Until one time, outside the clinic, Dick heard the sound of broken glass coming from the door.

Dick unscrewed the door and went into the consulting room.

The middle-aged, amiable-looking psychiatrist was so frightened that his legs softened, and he sat in the broken glass in a panic. He raised his head and stared at Ryan standing in front of him, with a pale face and glasses tilted aside. .

Ryan turned sideways to Dick, and he maintained his slightly hunched posture. The furious emotion on that delicate face was a mania that Dick had never seen on Ryan's face.

Ryan clenched one hand into a fist and inserted it into the glass bookcase. The blood flowed down the back of his white hand to his sleeve, and then dripped onto the ground.

Dick guessed it at a glance. Ryan had a verbal dispute with the psychiatrist. Ryan couldn't suppress his mania, or maybe it was a long-standing grievance. Ryan didn't want to communicate with the psychiatrist.

He punched the glass bookcase next to the psychiatrist, frightening the psychiatrist.

Dick sighed. He reached out and took Ryan's injured hand out of the bookcase. He apologized to the psychiatrist for Ryan, and left the counseling room with his arms around him.

Because Ryan showed great resistance to the hospital, Dick could only ask for leave from the police station, drove Ryan back to the villa, and bandaged Ryan.

When Ryan spread out his clenched palm in front of Dick, which was still oozing blood, the bloody palm made Dick gasp.

The shattered glass remained on Ryan's white palm, because Ryan kept clenching his fist so hard that all the shards of glass fell into the flesh, and Dick had to carefully pick out the shards of glass for him.

From the beginning to the end, Ryan maintained a gloomy expression. When picking out those pieces and pouring disinfectant, Ryan's expression didn't change. He didn't care about the pain.

Because the irritability in his heart covered the pain and hit every organ of Ryan, making him unable to detect other emotions except agitation.